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out of the tent as the flies. The best plan we found was 

 to choose a camping ground in the woods, and when we did 

 so were nearly free from discomfort. One night, at the 

 mouth of the Gounamitz, we slept on a sand beach. 

 We never repeated that experiment. The recollections 

 of the moonlight effects on the bluff that towered more 

 than a hundred feet from the water on the opposite side 

 of the river, and the rugged beauties that the morning 

 sunlight flashed back to us from those pinnacles of rock 

 and tree, were no compensation for that night of sleepless 

 torture. Never sleep on a sand beach ; choose a ground 

 a trifle elevated and leafy ; build two or three fires not 

 far from the tent door ; keep good hours and close up the 

 tent early ; then, if you haven't been dodging the fish 

 warden through the day, and your conscience is clear in 

 other respects, you will probably sleep soundly. 



The old route between the St. John and the Eesti- 

 gouche was by canoe up the Grand River and into one of 

 its small tributaries, the Waagansis ; thence by a "carry" 

 of three miles into the Waagan, an affluent of the Resti- 

 gouche, and down that stream to the spot where we made 

 our first camp. But that is now practically impossible 

 owing to the filling up of the slow-running Waagan, and 

 the dense growth of bushes which almost conceals it. I 

 could scarcely believe that it had ever been passable for 

 canoes. But we saw it at the height of an unusually 

 dry season. 



One of the last plants that we saw on the borders of 

 the Grand River Settlement was the Campion Flower 

 {Silene Cucubalas). It was the first to attract our attention 

 on the pebbly beaches of the Restigouche. It was almost 

 constantly in sight on the whole course of the river. And 

 yet it is not a native plant, but introduced on to this 

 continent from the old world where it occupies wide areas 



